Damn It, Ronaldo

“Damn it, Ronaldo, you’re never on time!”

Ronaldo rushed out of the limo and quickly opened the door for his corpulent employer.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Jenks, my wife was sick, she…”

“I don’t give a damn about your wife, I don’t pay you for your wife.”

“I swear, keep it up, I will have you and your whole family back to whatever island you came from.”

The fat man settled down into his seat. “Now take me where I need to go!”

Ronaldo started the car, steered it toward a cliff, and jumped out just before it went over.


Brady Daigh is a creative writing student at the University of Colorado.

Photo credit: Kate Farnady

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